Let’s all meet up in the year 2000. Won’t it be strange when we’re all fully grown?

The end of a millennium (not the start, that’s wrong), the year I turned 18, finished school and wondered what the hell I was going to do with myself.

We survived the Y2K Bug, we didn’t burn down the country with fireworks and it all seemed slightly exciting. But of course, it was just another year, only with 00s in it.

Damned yellow bohemian

2000 was the year the world was exposed to Coldplay when their song Yellow went massive in the way Travis never did. I really can barely tell them apart. Jangly, insipid, clean-cut pop music.

The Dandy Warhols released Bohemian Like You which was what I was listening to rather than Coldplay. I don’t listen to them any more though. They lost their appeal when I stopped being a teenager.

Something that happened in 2000 that only really means anything to me years later, was the film Queen of the Damned that was filmed in Australia that year. A couple of years later, I actually made some friends and discovered who were the extras after watching the film years after it came out. By golly, it’s hilariously bad. Bit of a pity really, as the story idea is quite cool. It’s just done so badly.

Pay all the money and pat yourself on the back

2000 was the year Australia introduce the Goods and Services Tax. We’ve been paying a 10% GST on most things ever since, and of course, it’s often questioned if it should be raised. Is it a good thing or a bad thing? I’m not sure.

Australia gave itself a huge pat on the back, and continues to do so, for putting on the summer Olympics in Sydney and not stuffing it up too badly. 

One of the best things to come from the Olympics was in the years leading up to it with the TV show The Games. The actual event wasn’t nearly as funny.